Best Unknowing Poems

Wrapped in the passion of the moment
 engulfed in a cascade of a emotion 
 carried by a gushing torrent of desire
 dancing on the rapids of uncertainty
 two unknowing hearts intertwined 
 in the rapture of blinding passion
 rush toward forbidden waters.

 In the...

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One another, we shyly
look at each other...

You, assured
I, unknowingly

Our eyes meet
our hearts beat

Souls intertwined,
and I know...

...you are mine...

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staring at forever!
                  grinning, 
                       ...

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Now audible, the ticking to that;
Infinite and complete 'Complete absorption'
-Unwillingness to concede overtakes.

What I have known all my life;
The only true denouement of all
stories,The only true destination of all
journeys - Yet I deny

The mind is smart enough to realize,But
the heart provides solace to that,
startled mind;...

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True judgment, the seed of disagreement,
Can never exist without true knowing.
Prognosticators spread in allegement,
Sages sternly warn of evil sowing.

Who can say what happens behind closed doors,
Shrouds of unknowing, known only by one.
Everyone else can create all horrors,
Only assuming what was truly done.

Such ignorance leads to...

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Worthless, yet lucky little David! Inexperienced, 
the bright delirium
(a bedroom game)
of a future soliloquy
playing coy
backslides Her into salt
and you resign yourself
to Jopah. Beware the Fish.

Perchance this dream of yours
takes the form of Cybele;
or a fountainous grin 
words cannot hate; 
or an ethereal world
full of yellow...

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People have said that love is blind,
and that our hearts will lead the way.
That day I realized in order to find love,
you must be blind folded and led astray.

My path crossed with an unknowing angel,
Wandering her path as blind as can be.
And with my luck...

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Looking around, trying to hide
    wanting to be seen,
acting dumb, nothing known,
    my senses stay so keen.

                      ...

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unknowing she knows me
unraveling slowly
Bandages binding
constricting the wind

cooling the sun fall
red orange and royal
fields that I’ve dreamt
but never within

unknowing she greets me
a bow and curtsy
with king purple robe 
and crown for my head

in lavender oil
washes the toiled
brow and in honor
lays in my bed

unknowing she holds...

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From darkness, deep, deep and black--
we are born into mist and fog, 
into the Cloud of Unknowing
where we can see only shapes and shadows
as we struggle... lost, fearful, half-blind,
wanting clarity...seeking God, but stumbling, 
always prone to tripping in the dark....

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today for me
presently is 
3/5/2019

break it down

 20
-19
 =1
as
  5
 -3
=2

so

  1
+2
=3
and
  2
+3
=5

and so
on and
on and
so on
and...

forever fibernocci
is all i see so you
and i become
geometrical
sensibilities
romantic
anomalies
subsequently
sensuality
without
being
for
e
v
e
r
.
.
....

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I watched intently 
My eyes In conflict, to not know 
To not have ever witnessed, this which
Now unfolds before my eyes.

I'm beyond the age of a child 
That seeks shelter in mother's bosom
I'm beyond that of a young buck who has
Caught the scent & pursues...

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To not know bliss is such a shame,
Forfeit fond ease in drowning cause;
Too late for shame the fleeting face,
Toss out the woes of telling times;
Ignite the loss with tinder box,
Diet and then feed that lightning blaze;
Eat away then the missing link,
Forgo group think as fancy...

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looking through mind’s eye
as if in a trance 
perhaps due to circumstance
or perchance the last dance

then again on the fly
without condescending
blending all elements in sight
I start to cry

wolf wolf the fear has arrived
disguised but still here
feel the fear

blowing in the winds of fate unknowing
death seeks...

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Epitaph for My Father, an Everyman

(Written with John Hughes in mind, 
      as he will understand)

One night in particular, I recall, inside a restaurant,
(although I hadn’t noticed any problem) my father 
Shouted, yes, more a shout than a question,
“Don’t you...

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